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Expressing my gratitude, I said, “It’s helpful.”
Kelly then shifted the conversation, acknowledging the strength I gained from clearing the dungeon the previous day. She suggested aiming for a C-rank promotion during the next comprehensive evaluation and asked if C-rank was the standard for second-year students.
“Yes,” Kelly confirmed. “It’s quite rare to see a D-rank. But now, it’s like you’ve… blossomed. No one knows where your peak may be!”
Distracted by our conversation, we suddenly became aware of the Deherit gang’s raucous laughter. They had apparently been eavesdropping on us. Kelly’s gaze turned piercing as she glared at them, demanding to know what they found so amusing.
The ringleader, Deherit Ade, known for her droopy eyes and twisted sneer, seemed to genuinely despise me. Her intimidating appearance, with rolled-up sleeves revealing tattoos, would have frightened my old self. Even now, I had no desire to associate with her.
Deherit’s gang continued their mocking remarks, targeting me with vulgar insults and references to my supposed talent as a “Sex bitch collector.” The teasing caused Kelly’s cheeks to redden, leaving her at a loss for words in the face of such crude remarks.
Ignoring Deherit’s attempt to provoke me further, I brushed off her hand when she placed it on my shoulder, asserting, “Don’t touch me.” The tension in the classroom grew palpable, as if a fight was about to erupt.
Maintaining my composure, I calmly replied, “I don’t have many clothes, so I can’t afford to get them dirty.”
Deherit responded with a hint of amusement. “I see. Well…”
She patted my shoulder lightly, taunting me further. “Before I drop out, I should at least find Gao. If I manage to get a double-digit score, I’ll go home and look for my mother.”
Her words lingered in the air, questioning the true measure of success—scores. It made me ponder whether achieving a high score was truly what mattered in the end.
A short while later, we found ourselves at the indoor training ground, ready for the fateful straw dummy measurement to commence. Determination surged through me as I prepared to unleash my finishing move.
“Personality Elimination!!!” I roared as I shouted my finishing move.
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As Kelly, Sylvie, and I made our way to the indoor training ground, a mixture of nerves and excitement coursed through my veins.
Kelly broke the silence, calling me by my full name, creating a subtle but noticeable sense of distance between us.
Despite the intimate moments we had shared before, there was a delicate tension between us, a reminder of the boundaries set by gender dynamics.
“Nervous, Lucas?” Kelly asked, her voice laced with curiosity.
I contemplated her question for a moment, the anticipation building inside me. “More like excited, I guess,” I replied honestly. While there was undoubtedly a level of nervousness, it felt more like the nostalgic tension of a child waiting for their turn in a race.
Kelly nodded, understanding my sentiment. “So all that’s left is for you to rise, right?”
I pondered her words, realizing that there wasn’t much to lose as a D-class student. If I couldn’t perform well, it would likely be dismissed as the norm for someone in my position.
The low expectations from the start brought a certain level of comfort, releasing some of the pressure that might have weighed on me.
“Yeah, I suppose so,” I replied, a touch of optimism coloring my voice.
Kelly’s gaze softened, her eyes reflecting a mix of encouragement and concern. “If you work hard now, you’ll be more at ease during the second semester.”
Her words struck a chord within me. I couldn’t deny that there was much I didn’t know yet, and the fear of failure lingered in the back of my mind.
However, I remained hopeful about the future. After all, I was New Lucas, the protagonist reborn.
My unique power, “Personality Expel,” held immense potential, and I intended to utilize it to the fullest.
I shared my thoughts with Kelly, explaining the significance of Personality Expulsion and its potential as a powerful attack skill. It was a skill that set me apart from even the original protagonist of the game, Lucas. I couldn’t help but take comfort in the fact that I possessed such a formidable ability.
Kelly listened attentively, her eyes filled with curiosity. “What do you want to do later? Become a hero? A hunter?” she asked.
I considered her question, my mind drifting to thoughts of my future. “Something that makes a lot of money,” I replied honestly.
Kelly chuckled, shaking her head. “Then you won’t be a hero. While top-tier heroes might earn well, those below A-rank practically volunteer their services.”
Her words gave me pause. If financial gain was my primary goal, being a hero might not be the most lucrative path. I realized that I had other reasons beyond money for not pursuing the hero route.
“There are other reasons I can’t be a hero,” I admitted. “If I become one, they’ll give me a hero name like ‘Personality Expel Man’ or ‘Sex Bitch Man’… It’s just not the image I’m going for.”
Kelly burst into laughter, unable to contain herself. Her laughter was infectious, and I found myself joining in, the sound of our laughter echoing through the training ground. The students around us turned their heads, curious about the source of our amusement.
Kelly’s laughter subsided, and she looked genuinely happy. “Ah, I’m so happy. It’s been a while since I’ve laughed like this.”
A warmth spread through me at her words. Seeing her beautiful smile and hearing her laughter brought me a sense of joy that I hadn’t experienced in a long time. It was a reminder of the simple pleasures in life.
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